Taken Advantage of
I have come a long way since high school. That small, powerless nerd had transformed into a successful and established programmer. Hitching my wagon to a young startup right out of college had also netted me a nice return on IPO. Enough that I had financial freedom.
So I'd left that job and turned to consulting, buying a house in a popular vacation town in the mountains. The house was far bigger than I needed, so I had multiple guest rooms - not that anyone ever really visited me, but the idea was nice.
Which led to a surprise DM from Sienna one day. Sienna was a girl from high school that used to be cruel to me. Teasing me about my late development, lack of social skills, and my general awkwardness. She was one of the most beautiful and popular girls in our class and had lived next to me for years. I guess she wanted to distance herself from the boy next door though and, in doing so, had helped make my time in high school even more miserable.
In the DM she acted as if none of that had happened, reminiscing about experiences we'd shared before high school and mentioning she'd heard I'd moved to my new town. Saying that she had planned a trip there and since I had a guest room, was there anyway she could stay with me - hotels being so expensive during the peak season.
I sat for a few minutes thinking about how I wanted to respond. I was a different person from back then. Perhaps she'd matured. At the very least I'd get to see around my pool in her bikini or maybe running around in skimpy pajamas. Even conservatively dressed as she was in her current pictures it was still easy to see her large, firm breasts and fit body. Or I could grow up from being an immature, leering little nerd infatuated with the pretty girl next door.
I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. Something I would come to regret quickly.
She waved off me meeting her at the airport saying she had to rent a car anyways and showed up at my house late in the evening. Surprisingly with two extra friends that she'd hung around with back in school. That she hadn't mentioned would be coming.
She laughed it off. "It's like a free hotel for us while we visit the town. I'm sure you don't mind with such a big house. Why wouldn't you want us all to stay here?"
She was oblivious to my annoyance, although I could tell her friends were uncomfortable. They apologized after she set off to explore my home, admitting they thought she had gotten my permission and offering to try and find accommodations in town. They'd both been far kinder to me back then and I knew there was no way they'd find anything reasonable this time of the year. So I took them on a tour and then set them each up in their own room. While it bothered me being taken advantage of, it was nice to have guests.
Sienna continued to be rude to me as the days went on. She continued to make fun of me, recalling times back in high school that she'd tortured me, belittling my awkward behavior back then, and just dragging me back to that time I'd tried to forget. Her friends made conciliatory gestures, trying to get her to change the subject as they realized my discomfort before eventually growing more fed up and distancing themselves from her. Eventually, my patience ran out with her one morning.
As she was laughing about some memory that she looked much more fondly back on than I ever would I stood up, now towering over her unlike back then and spoke forcefully to her. "Sienna, enough! I invited you into my home despite the fact that you made my life a living hell back then. I've only ever shown you kindness and you repay me by being rude, belittling me, and taking advantage of my hospitality by inviting your friends without telling me. You've always been a little brat and someone needs to put you in your place or you'll never learn."
She just looked at me shocked, assessing me with new eyes. Instead of the powerless little nerd she remembered here was this authoritative man. I surprised her even more when I sat back down, dragging her down over my lap, before roughly grabbing her pajama bottoms and panties then pulling them down her legs and off, casting them aside. Her two friends looked on frozenly as I'd swiftly rendered her bottomless before us, abruptly changing the power dynamic between us. But I wasn't done yet.
My left hand firmly on her back, my right descended to quickly swat her ass. She gasped as I continued to spank her in the middle of my kitchen, in front of her friends, like she was a disobedient child. Her bottom turned red under my hand as I admonished her. "Unlike you, I have changed since high school. I won't accept this type of behaviour in my own home. Nor will I accept you taking advantage of me anymore. I deserve and expect to be treated with respect."
After I finished punishing her I rose up, taking her with me. She stood there stunned as I laid out the repercussions of her actions going forward. She made no effort to retrieve her clothes, just standing bare from the waist down as I laid into her. "This is not your friend's fault and they've been nothing but gracious, so they can stay. But I expect you to leave within the hour. I don't care if you can't find someplace else to stay just like you didn't care about how you treated me or my home."
In an instant, her face crumbled and her lips quivered. She dropped to her knees, looking up to me with pleading eyes. "I'm so sorry. I'll behave. Please don't kick me out. There's no way I can afford a hotel in town and my flight isn't for days. I'll do anything, please!"
I'll have to admit the sight of my former tormentor bottomless on her knees before me begging for my mercy turned me on. I'd developed a kink since high school of being dominant in my relationships, getting off on my partners consenting to submit to me. I don't think she even realized the show she was giving. The spanking and dominance I'd displayed over her turned her on as well apparently, made obvious by the twin peaks her excited nipples made in her t-shirt, the only clothing she was currently wearing. I decided to see how this played out with a little encouragement.
"Sienna, in the years since high school I've found that little brats like you do it because, secretly, they want to be dominated and controlled by a firm hand. They want a strong partner to punish them when they misbehave and put them in line. They get off on testing the limits and patience of their Sir. I think you are one of those women. So, if you want to stay here things are going to change."
"First, you're going to strip off your shirt and hand it to me. My submissives aren't allowed clothing unless I give it to them. And I won't be allowing you any unless I decide we're going out. Maybe not even then."
"Second, you're going to go to your room, pack up the rest of your clothes, then come back and surrender them to me. I'll lock them away and you will spend the rest of your time on my property nude. Yes, I said property, not home. If you want to or I order you to use the pool or go into the backyard you'll do it wearing nothing but your skin. You're not allowed to cover yourself with even your hands. You're to display yourself like the bad little girl you are."
"Finally, I talked about ordering you. I will be and you will follow them without question or pause, or you'll be punished. No matter how humiliating or degrading. If you behave I'll be kind and only push the edges of your limits carefully. If you continue to misbehave I have no problem dragging you out to my front curb and making you lay out and touch yourself while I let all my neighbors watch. They are familiar and accepting of my kinks and will have no problem leering at and recording you while you debase yourself for their gratification."
The eyes of her friends were like saucers taking this all in. I looked up to address them. "As I said, you two are welcome to stay here regardless of what she does. You are not required to submit to stay as she is."
The two of them bite their lips as they look at each other. They seemed to come to some nonverbal agreement before finally one spoke up. "Thank you, we definitely want to stay. However, this is a whole new side of you we never knew. And, frankly, it's hot as hell. We're not little brats but I think we'd like to explore our submissive sides a bit more. Can we play with you as well?"
Now I was the one taken back. But I certainly wasn't going to reject a gift like that. "If that is what you want, of course. I tell you what, we'll start small. Strip and surrender those outfits to me. You are to remain bare until morning, then at breakfast we'll see how you feel."
The two quickly shed what little they had on and offered it up to me. I let my eyes trail hungrily down their forms. Quick learners they clasped their hands behind their backs, parting their legs slightly, and pushing their chests out towards me. I could almost see them shiver in pleasure as I spent the next several minutes examining their treasures in great detail.
Sienna wasn't used to being upstaged. She almost seemed jealous that my attention was on anyone but her. She quickly complied with my previous orders, whipping off her shirt and casting it aside. She scampered off to her room, returning to drop her bag in front of me and dropping meekly to her knees again.
I finally gave her the bare modicum of attention, nodding. "I have some weeds that need to be pulled. Come on little pet, that's your first assignment." I lifted her to her feet, pulled her over to my sliding glass door and into my backyard. She paused momentarily at the threshold before stepping out into the sun. I watched as she mentally surrendered another level of control to me. Here she was, exposed in my yard while I assigned her chores. She obediently dropped to her knees, throwing herself into the task. I'm not sure she realized the show she was presenting. Her ass in the air and knees spread, hiding nothing from view. Her breasts dangling and shaking enticingly as she worked. After a few minutes she blushed as she looked back and saw me recording her on my phone. Finally realizing the full level of her submission to me as I now had her humiliation preserved forever beyond her control. Worse, she saw my neighbor behind me sitting with his wife on their patio, also enjoying the show.
My two other pets stood just inside the door, shaking their heads as I invited them to come out and join us. I smiled, allowing them to stay revealed only to me. This also further drove home to Sienna the power differential between us all. While they could set their limits, hers were defined only by my whims. And she was the one that had submitted to that so she had only herself to blame.
Like most brats I could see conflict going on in her mind. Behave and be rewarded, perhaps even with a release in private. Or continue to push against me and be punished, perhaps to have to reach her climax for an audience or, worse, be denied it altogether.
As the light faded I ordered her to walk across my yard to the shed, putting away her tools before gathering up the pile of weeds. To her credit she paused only momentarily before complying with my order to walk down to the front curb and deposit them for collection later, then check my mailbox for me. I stood on my front steps, her two friends peeking from the curtains behind me, and recorded as she stiffly marched down, bending over with her legs spread wide as I'd instructed her. She then took several tense minutes emptying the bucket and arranging the pile carefully in full view of my entire neighborhood. I could see her juices dripping down her thighs as she noticed several of my neighbors on their front porches observing her, having been alerted by me of the upcoming show.
She then gathered herself as she moved over to the mailbox, this time leaning forward and bending over with her legs spread facing her audience as she slowly sifted through my mail, awarding the neighborhood with an almost clinical exhibition of her most private parts. Finally with a nod from me she was allowed to quickly scamper up my front walk and escape into the house. I waved to my neighbors, saving the video I'd made before entering myself.
Her two friends were holding each other, obviously turned on at Sienna's shameless display. Sienna looked like a woman in need as she grabbed my arm. "Please, please, let me get off. Touch me, let me touch myself, bend me over and take me. I don't care but please!"
I tapped my chin thoughtfully. "I don't think you've earned that yet. You still have a lot of penance to pay. What do you two think?" I turned to her friends.
The same one as before spoke up. "Do whatever you want with her but please, touch us? We're not ready for what you did to her but you can have us however you want in here."
I had a thought and directed them to follow me as I grabbed Sienna by the hair and dragged her into my bedroom roughly. After making a show of locking her clothes away from her, again demonstrating the amount of control she'd surrendered to me, I efficiently restrained her arms and legs to the chair facing my bed. She squirmed, desperately wanting to touch herself but unable to. Her torment was only beginning.
I led her talkative friend to my bed, laying her back, then slowly spreading her legs as anticipation built inside her. I then kneeled, leaning forward and rewarding her with my tongue invading her aroused pussy. Her back arched in pleasure as I masterfully tended to her needs, my hands sliding up to maul her breasts, twisting her nipples. She cried out, begging me as I teased her along the edge before finally relenting and guiding her over. Her body shivered and settled in satisfaction.
The other friend had watched me with growing desire, softly touching herself. I wagged my finger at her admonishingly, then grabbed her hips and aggressively flipped her over. Shedding my clothes and moving up behind her I pressed my rigid pole at her warm entrance, causing her to hiss and beg wantonly, before rewarding her by slowly burying myself to the hilt. She writhed and mewled, mind lost in pleasurable sensations as I slowly pulled back, got a firm grip on her, then began to quickly rut her. Her moans increased in volume before she finally convulsed, going over the edge.
I continued to plough into her over sensitive hole until finally those familiar tingles washed over me. I again buried myself to the hilt, releasing deep inside her before pulling out and sitting back on the bed. I simply stared at a distraught Sienna, desperately craving for release after being forced to watch her friends be tended to so well. Her eyes focused on my still erect cock hungrily, glistening in her friend's juices before her talkative friend dropped to her knees in front of me.
She looked up lovingly into my eyes as she took me into her mouth. Suckling softly, she cleaned me of her friend's juices, eyes half closed as she savored our combined tastes. Then feeling me start to recover again she increased her tempo, bobbing on my rod. I grabbed her hair, guiding her to take me deeper as she purred around my member. This must have turned her on as she increased her pace, quickly driving me over the edge again before taking me fully as I came deep down her throat. She then sat up, making out with her friend and sharing the taste of me left behind on her lips.
The three of us slipped under the covers and cuddled, sleeping peacefully and satisfied while a defeated Sienna watched between fitful moments of rest. Would tomorrow finally reward her? Would she be able to behave long enough to receive it? Would I instead decide she needed a bit more discipline to make her further submissive and pliable to me? Worse, perhaps she needed a bit more humiliation and exposure to reinforce the new power dichotomy between us to cement my control over her body?
That was a decision for tomorrow.
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- Despite her past behavior towards me in high school, Sienna continued to belittle me and take advantage of my hospitality, even inviting her friends without asking.
- Feeling empowered by my newfound confidence and control, I decided to put an end to Sienna's disrespectful behavior. I spanked her in front of her friends and issued strict rules for her stay, including orgasm denial and being nude at all times on my property.
- Sienna's submission to my dominance was not just a punishment, but also a turn-on for me. I encouraged her to explore her submissive side, making it clear that good behavior would be rewarded, while continued misbehavior would result in humiliating and degrading punishments, including public display and denial of orgasm.